Here there be Lemons you have been warned small children!

Disclaimer: I don't own Merlin

I ran through the stone corridors after Morgana, trying to get my emotions under control, my anger was only increasing her own, and although inside I was cheering her use of magic, I knew that the people in the hall were most likely terrified. Bayard had deserved it though, how dare he touch her?

I approached her room and flinched at the sounds coming from within, it sounded like furniture was being thrown around the room and random words of the old religion were shouted in a dark voice that made me frown, if this caused Morgana to resort to her old ways, If Bayard had ruined my attempt to turn her good, there would not be a hole in the world where he could hide. I would tear down him his family and the whole of Mercia if I had too.

I opened the door and ducked as a chair broke apart in mid-air and turned to splinters, Morgana's magic was out of control. I forced myself to keep calm and brought up a light shield that was none threating and would just protect me from her overuse of magic.

'Morgana you have to calm down,' I said putting my hands up in surrender.

It was only now that I was talking that she realised I was even in the room, her eyes found mine and her magic tantrum instantly stopped and she burst into tears and fell to the floor in a heap. My heart felt like it was breaking.

I crouched down and crawled towards her on my hands and knees in case I startled her, when she didn't react I brought my hands up to pull her towards me so her head rested on my shoulder. I put one arm around her shoulders and the other I placed in her soft hair which I stroked soothingly.

'I'm so sorry I've ruined everything,' Morgana sobbed.

'Don't be silly he had it coming,' I told her.

'I should never resort to magic to get what I want,' Morgana said shaking her head.

'Morgana he attacked you, you defended yourself the only way you know how, there's nothing wrong with that,' I told her.

'I've made the people even more scared of me, of us, of what we're capable of,' Morgana said.

'The people of Camelot have no love for Bayard I bet they were rooting you on,' I said trying to joke.

'The people of Camelot also have no love for me Merlin,' Morgana whispered.

I watched as tears slipped down her face and I forced myself to remain calm and not give in to the anger that wanted to take over.

'You're wrong, they loved you once they will again, once they realise that caring young woman is still there, she just has a few extra things to her now,' I said smiling wiping at her tears.

'I could feel your anger Merlin,' Morgana said shivering.

'I know I'm sorry,' I replied ashamed.

'I would never let him touch me, you know that right?' Morgana said.

'Of course I do,' I told her.

'Only you,' she whispered at me.

'Only me,' I said, possessively running a hand down her soft cheek.

I hesitantly turned her head towards mine and stared at her beautiful face marred by tears, even crying she was beautiful, her eyes shone like the brightest jewels and her hair was wild from her overuse of magic. She was perfect. Even mucking out the horses Morgana would still look beautiful. This woman was born to be beautiful. And again I questioned what god had decided that she was going to be mine.

'I love you so much,' I said leaning closer practically breathing her in.

'I love you too Merlin,' Morgana whispered brining a hand up to touch my face.

Her touch burned straight to my core I could feel my magic responding begging me to kiss her, to claim her.

'Do it,' Morgana said, reading my emotions in my eyes and through our bond.

'Would it be right?' I questioned her, Arthur's warning hitting me in the back of my mind.

'Who cares about right, I want you, you want me, and I don't want to think about Bayard's touch,' Morgana said.

I closed my eyes as I felt my barriers wobble; she brought out the worst in me this woman.

'Make me forget, make us one, please,' Morgana said.

Her hand left my face and dragged down my chest and down to my crotch where I stopped her before she could do any more. I pressed our foreheads together and forced myself to speak.

'Are you sure?' I asked.

'Never been surer of anything my love,' Morgana said. And that was all the confirmation I needed.

(HERE THERE SHALL BE LEMONS!)

I groaned and closed the distance between us and pressed my lips to hers. It wasn't gentle, I couldn't be gentle, I needed to wash the thoughts of Bayard from my mind and her body. I bit down on her lower lip which drew a gasp from her as she clung to my shoulders. My tongue swept into her mouth and moved to lick at her own; I had never wanted to be closer to her. All I could think about was getting closer and from the way she was reacting Morgana felt the same.

Her hands swept up to grab at my hair and she pulled at the short strands at the nape of my neck which made me arch and moan in reply. She took advantage of my momentary lapse of control and straddled my lap from our place on the floor. I could feel her breasts pressing into my chest, I couldn't wait to taste them.

I wrapped her hair around my hand and pulled back sharply breaking our kiss and attached my lips to her neck trailing kisses to her pulse point and sucking on it until she was moaning in my arms. It wasn't enough; I wanted her to be moaning my name, needed it like I needed air to breathe, needed it like the magic that ran through my veins.

I pulled her to my chest tightly and then wrapped her legs around my hips and using strength I didn't know I had, stood up with her in my arms and placed her on the bed never breaking our precious contact. I followed her down kissing past her throat towards her breast line where I dipped into her cleavage, she taste like honey and magic and all things brilliant.

'Morgana,' I whispered her name like a prayer. She was my siren come down to seduce me; it almost felt like she was the one taking me. I realised we were taking each other.

She pulled at my shirt and I readily sat back and lifted my arms in reply, tearing of my neckerchief in the process, I wasn't self-conscious, what was there to be self-conscious of? This was my magic mate, my soul mate, my lover, my friend. How could I be embarrassed when I read the love that she offered me in her eyes?

She sat up and ran her hands down my chest and tweaked at one of my nipples and it was my turn to groan as desire peaked inside me and I let out a deep growl I didn't know I could possess and grabbed her hands and pushed her none to gently back to the bed, and placed her hands above her head. I kissed her lips gently so as not to scare her, readily aware that things were going quickly and she smiled into the kiss. She knew I would never hurt her. She knew she meant everything to me.

I twisted on her wrists and she rolled over instantly knowing what I wanted. I pushed her silken hair off her back and unfastened the strings of the back of her dress. As skin was revealed I traced every inch I saw with kisses. She was stunningly beautiful, her complexion and skin tone were in such contrast to her dark hair and red lips; she looked magnificent.

I pulled the dress down her shoulders and turned her back onto her front where I could gaze at her breasts for the first time. They were perfect, I took one in my hand and traced the curve and revelled in her soft moan. I lowered my head and took a rosy nipple in my mouth tasting her and wanting more. I sucked her nipple until it turned hard and she was pushing her groin up against mine begging for friction, for relief. I forced my hips away, there was no way I was finished with her. I turned to her other breast and gave it the same treatment whilst fondling the other with my hand.

'Merlin, you're driving me crazy!'

'That's the idea,' I whispered into her skin.

Her skin was so soft; I could spend forever worshipping it and it smoothness. All of sudden nails scratched down my back and I groaned and arched my back in pain and pleasure and smirked down at her.

'Minx.'

She winked in reply and I kissed her into submission, I could never get enough of her lips so supple under my own bending to my every pleasure. I dragged my hands back to her hips where her dress still covered her body and forced myself to break her kiss so I could pull her dress and undergarments from her leaving her naked.

I stared down at the beautiful picture she made, her arms by her head, her hair billowed out around her. Her smooth sleek body was pure white and unblemished and every inch of her looked perfect.

'You're perfect Morgana,' I told her. She just smiled secretly back at me confident in her own flesh.

I pulled off my boots and turned my attention to her feet which I licked and nipped at making her chuckle. I rubbed my hands up her smooth legs and let my lips follow tracing patterns as I went getting higher and higher until I approached her inner thigh which I licked at.

'Merlin,' she moaned.

I knew what she wanted, it was the same thing I did, but for the first time I felt a small hint of nerves. I wanted this to be good for her, we were both virgins so experience would come with time, but hearing of the horror stories that sometimes circulated made me think twice. I didn't want to cause her pain.

'Merlin don't over think this,' Morgana said looking down at me.

I smiled and kissed my way back up to her lips whilst still keeping a hand on her thigh as I got closer and closer to the place she most wanted my touch. I gently traced the shape of her making her gasp into my lips. Our foreheads pressed together as I forced myself to concentrate to give pleasure.

I entered one finger into her and traced her inner walls which made her arch into my hand. Her own hand covered mine and forced me onwards. I added a second and gently curled them pressing a certain point inside her that made her see stars. I could feel her pleasure through our bond as if it was my own and I groaned at the sensation. At least through our bond I would know if I was causing her discomfort, apparently I wasn't.

I brought my thumb into the action and rubbed it in circles against her. Her moans were getting louder now and I could feel the tension building in her stomach, I could feel it getting higher and higher and I knew she was close. I thrust my fingers harder and I felt her ecstasy.

'Merlin…Oh God!' She screamed as her orgasm hit her and I felt it as if it was my own, her pleasure was my pleasure our bond made sure of that.

I pulled my fingers out of her reluctantly and gently stroked her hip until she turned glazed eyes to me.

'More,' she whispered and I smirked in reply.

'As my lady wishes,' I replied kissing her again.

Her hands now unclenched from the bed sheets and moved to my trousers which she undid with ease, she was just as eager as I was to be joined. This was inevitable from the very moment she had appeared in that hall in all her rage. Every moment from then felt like it had been leading to this moment.

I stripped out of my trousers and underclothes until I tangled our bodies together in an array of naked limbs. We finally had skin on skin contact and nothing had ever felt so right. Our bond was screaming in pleasure and my magic wanted to be joined with hers I could feel it bursting at my skin.

I felt her hand enclose my length and I groaned in pleasure as she moved her hand with a skill neither of us knew she possessed.

'Stop,' I said.

I gripped her hand and pulled it over her head so she was lying pliant beneath me, looking every inch the beautiful seductress she was. She smiled devilishly at me as if she knew she was doing wrong and I grinned and nipped at her breasts lightly in retaliation.

Gently I moved her thighs apart and rested between them and kissed her snaking my tongue between her lips thrusting into her mouth in the way I wanted to do to her body. She seemed to get the picture because she groaned and wrapped her legs around my waist bringing her hot centre in line with me.

She closed her eyes in anticipation not fear, but that would not do.

'Look at me,' I said.

'Look at me when I make you mine,' I whispered stroking her face, forcing those beautiful emeralds to lock with my eyes.

She smiled at me and that was all the encouragement I needed. I gently pushed forward and moaned in pleasure at how tight she was, I could feel her all around my length, wet, hot and tight and it was the worst kind of heaven. I looked into her eyes and saw no pain but I knew that would come soon enough. I pulled her hands to mine and with them clasped I pushed them above her head so I was fully on top of her. I stared at her again in question and she nodded.

I thrust forward and broke through her barrier and felt her flash of pain and her eyes slammed shut for a second. I put my mouth by her ear and whispered sweet nothings into her ear about how much I loved her, how much I would never leave her. As the pain resided and she opened her eyes again and I started a gentle pace marvelling at the feel of her.

'I love you,' I told her gripping her hands harder as I thrust into her.

She smiled and tilted up to meet me and the new angel shocked both us, I could feel her answering pleasure to my own and it was undeniable and unquestionable, we were made for each other. Arthur may be my destiny but this girl, this lovely young woman was my heart and future, the carrier of my soul.

She gripped harder with her thighs around my waist and I got her unspoken request, I pushed harder into her, never breaking our gaze, I could feel pleasure building, hers and my own and my magic was now crying out to be released in some way.

'You feel it too?' I asked, and she nodded in reply.

My magic was begging to be released it needed her just like I did. I felt it buzz beneath my skin and I let it run through my body and felt my eyes glow golden gold. Morgana got the message and did the same, bringing her magic, our bond to the surface so that it shone golden in her eyes. I felt it then, our connection was complete. In this moment buried in her body I could hear every thought, feel every moment, taste every inch of her magic every part of her that longed to reach me. I knew she could feel the answering feelings in my own body.

I thrust harder burying my head in her neck breathing in her scent, our scent, the scent of our connection and it was joyous. She broke our hands and pulled at my back begging to be closer and that's when I felt her pleasure as her second orgasm broke inside her and she screamed my name for the whole castle to hear, and I found I couldn't care.

I followed her, succumbing to my body's will and let go, burying myself inside her as pleasure the likes I have never felt erupted inside of me.

'Morgana!' I gasped her name riding out the waves of my orgasm.

We came down from our high still joined and again I stared into her eyes in wonder as she brushed a hand through my hair. Tears collected in her eyes and I knew they were happy ones, happiness at finally being complete. Happiness I shared.

'We'll have this forever,' I promised her and suddenly immortality didn't look that bad as long as I could be buried inside her for the rest of time.

I gently shifted out of her and rolled until we were curled on our sides a mixture of sweat and heat that created its own pleasure as I curled into her warmth wrapping my arms around her.

'Arthur wants us to marry,' I said, knowing that I could bring it up without argument.

'Arthur wants what he can't have; he always has,' Morgana said tracing my shoulders with a hand.

'You don't want to marry?' I asked.

'Maybe, someday, I don't know, but not right now, we both know we don't want that,' she said staring at me.

'I know,' I said 'I just don't want you to think I'm taking advantage of you.'

'Merlin you have the best heart of anyone in the world, magic chose you, Arthur chose you and now I'm choosing you, there is no one I trust more in this world,' Morgana said kissing my lips.

'Good,' I said smiling and kissed her back.

'He's going to want an explanation though, for tonight,' I whispered.

'We can deal with that in the morning,' Morgana said her eyes drifting shut.

I curled my arms around her breathing her in and knowing that for now, right at this moment things were utterly perfect.

Someone get me a cigarette! Woohoo my first straight lemon that's a first! Hope you liked it!

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